Ling Wudi could naturally feel that Hongzhu was dissatisfied with her, but although she thanked her for taking care of her pill shell in her previous life for many years, it benefited her in this life and at least changed her appearance and physique.
However, no matter how grateful she is, it is one thing. She will never be able to control her life because of gratitude.
Putting aside Hongzhu's dissatisfaction, Ling Wudi asked Wuhan: "Do you have any news about the Imperial Preceptor?" Ling Wudi felt strange that the masked Imperial Preceptor kept calling him.
Wuhan shook his head: "The Imperial Master only appears at specific times. Even my people have never found his whereabouts!"
After hearing this, Ling Wudi sneered in his heart, what a mysterious national master, he appeared when he should appear, but when he shouldn't, he couldn't even find a trace.
Thinking of this, Ling Wudi asked: "Aren't you a wolf? Have you checked the smell?"
When Wuhan heard this, his face suddenly burst into tears and laughter: "Speaking of this...the area around Tianlin Hall is covered with fragrant herbs, and there is nothing in the courtyard that can smell anything...well..."
"Isn't it strange?" Ling Wudi glanced at Wuhan, who was thoughtful, and said, "To cover up the smell so deliberately is really..."
Ling Wudi recalled that when he first entered Tianlin Palace, he was wondering why there was nothing in the courtyard. Thinking about it, he was ridiculous and said that the emperor was shabby and his situation was not good. Now it seems that Leng Yutai knew that those flowers and plants were thrown away by himself?
There are specially scented exotic herbs around Tianlin Hall. If the plants in the hall are lush, they will definitely offset the odor masking effect of the surrounding herbs, so Leng Yutai must have known all the plants in the courtyard...
At first, I thought that with a useless physique, I would rely on Leng Yutai, a sick man, to get to the position, but I didn't expect that he was the mastermind behind the scenes...
Ling Wudi always said not to judge books by their appearance, but this time he made such a mistake, and couldn't help but feel annoyed.
"Wudi, what if you know something is wrong with Leng Yutai now? What can you do?" Wuhan's words made Ling Wudi startled.
Facing Wuhan's narrow and charming eyes, Ling Wudi's heart sank. After a while, he said reluctantly but helplessly: "Yes...Wuhan, let's go to your Thyme for dinner today. I've only been there once, so...
I was forced to compete, but I didn’t eat much of your delicious dishes..."
The smile on Wuhan's face froze... he said a little embarrassedly: "Wudi, it's better not to eat the food..."
"Why?" Ling Wudi didn't understand. Yesterday in Wuhan's room, he was stingy when he was asked to cook some food. Today, he has time and it's time for dinner. What's wrong with going to eat?
Wuhan was asked by Ling Wudi and didn't know how to answer, so he could only say: "Okay, let's do it together..." But his heart was pounding, what should he do? It would obviously not work if he gave her those foods, but if he didn't eat them, he wouldn't be able to
I can’t cook... I’m extremely depressed.
Yin Yue, on the other hand, raised her eyebrows and shook her feather fan, looking thoughtful.
"Yue, do you think Wuhan is weird?" Ling Wudi looked at Wuhan's reluctant and depressed look and secretly whispered to Yinyue.
Yinyue smiled, but did not answer Ling Wudi's words.
After Ling Wudi said that, he went out and waited for a long time without seeing any reply from Yinyue. He felt depressed and glared at the two people, and said angrily: "Let's go, I'm starving to death!"
After finishing speaking, Wu Di walked out of the yard first, leaving everyone in the yard staring with big eyes. However, Yin Yue followed him a few steps, still smiling, but when he passed by Wu Han, he said a dark secret.
He said casually: "Lady boss, I want to make delicious food...ha!"
He bit his lip and stamped his feet without feeling cold. Did this smelly bird already know that he couldn't cook?